green
nose
clogging
gobs
in
sincere
need
of a
good
blow
instead,
I let
the
snot
drip.
I Was Mid-Drip
when Adam knocked on the door.
I half considered pretending
I wasn’t there.
Hurting.
Bursting.
Over him.
Over this whole sorry
pile of crap
I’d dug myself into.
But I wanted to see him
more than anything.
Needed to know
I hadn’t imagined
the whole head over heels